#NowPlaying (The Majestic Tale Of) An Idiot with a Box by Murray Gold
If you want the perfect mix of Eleven and Twelve, go listen you guys! Murray Gold, sir, you are a GENIUS!
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#NowPlaying (The Majestic Tale Of) An Idiot with a Box by Murray Gold
If you want the perfect mix of Eleven and Twelve, go listen you guys! Murray Gold, sir, you are a GENIUS!
My sweet Whouffle was perfect right from the start...
“Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand.”
So I got on my Amazon Prime today, and this is what came up. It made my Whovian hearts proud!
I’ve lived a long life and I’ve seen a few things. I walked away from the Last Great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords. I saw the birth of the universe and I watched as time ran out, moment by moment, until nothing remained. No time. No space. Just me. I walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a madman. I’ve watched universes freeze and creations burn. I have seen things you wouldn’t believe. I have lost things you will never understand. And I know things, secrets that must never be told and knowledge that must never be spoken. Knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze. So come on then! Take it! Take it all, baby! Have it! You have it all!
What we all wish would have happened in The Time of the Doctor and didn't.
I will always respect Matt Smith, and his acting abilities. He goes from the “warrior” to “the doctor”, from the War Doctor to the old, ancient eyes that’s seen and caused so much death. It’s absolutely amazing to me.
Doctor Who Rewatch: 05x10 “Vincent and the Doctor”
“Hold my hand, Doctor. Try to see what I see. We are so lucky we are still alive to see this beautiful world. Look at the sky. It’s not dark and black and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there, lighter blue. And blowing through the blueness and the blackness, the wind swirling through the air, and then shining, burning, bursting through! The stars! Can you see how they roar their light? Everywhere we look the complex majic of nature blazes before our eyes.”
The Doctor + dealing with Clara’s mortality
Imagine Eleven being in the TARDIS waiting for his new face to come on. The TARDIS is resetting, and waiting to see what’s coming because she doesn’t even know. That’s when Eleven starts to feel it in his fingers. He knows that his new face is almost here. Clara’s voice is still echoing in his ears as he hears her hang up the phone outside. Her heels begin to click on the glass floor, and he knows that he’s going to get that last chance to see her with these eyes, one last time...
(more to come)
I am definitely a madman with a box.
Very comforting words from David to Matt xD
“Why are you sad?” “Why are you sad?”
I know what I need! I need… I need… I need… fish fingers and custard!